Just back from a weekend sitting on the cold hard ground, alternately sheltering beneath waterproofs or burning under a too-hot sun, having my eardrums blasted by massive speakers, my sensibilities overwhelmed by fried foods, cold drinks and new music. Yes, it’s festival time again. I was drawn to hear our local wonder Eugene Smith, poetical blues guy Paul Reddick and the always interesting Steve Earle, but a couple of new (to me) standouts this year included a ten-man Mexican reggae epiphany, Los Rastrillos, and Jon Voigt’s musical brother Chip Taylor (songwriter of Wild Thing and Angel of the Morning) with fiddlin’ singer Carrie Rodriguez. Favourite festival food was cheese and potato taquitos from Tita’s – served with Oliva’s salsa (smooth and dangerous: tomatillos, avocado, sour cream, jalapenos).
Eugene Smith
Chip ‘n Carrie
Los Rastrillos
Prior to departure I had to say a sad farewell to my fluffy lodger Boris who has gone back to hang out with his fellow furbies at Animals for Life, dreaming no doubt of the pleasures he found in Anton’s dog dish (and Anton well pleased to be rid of him). With his charming white socks and endless frisk I’m sure he’ll be among the first to find a new home.
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